Living in halls at Uni
In my first year of uni, I lived on my corridor with 7 other people:

Room 1 - Lewis - Didn't see him for the first week as he was out boozing, was first alerted to his presence by his alarm clock going off late at night, it was one of those ones that *never* shuts up unless you turn it off yourself, but we couldn't as his room was locked, so eventually we got security to come down with a spare to his room and she then turned it off, but to no avail, as it went off again 10 minutes later, so security was called again, this time she wrenched it out of the socket. Met lewis for the first time later that night, have since become best mates, and shared a house with him the following year (and we didn't end up killing each other afterwards, I did once tried to during a massive booze-up at one of his other mates house we're still best mates even after that, but I digress).

Room 2 - Me, can't really say what I'm like myself, but I used to be known as 'the ghost of eliot college' in that I seldom and only surfaced at night due to a catastrophic rejection by my first real love.

Room 3 - Lets call her C (for that is the first letter of her name), C was quite the party goer, did disturb my sleep (a dangerous act as several of my friends will vouch for) on more than one occasion when holding a mini-party in her room, but I thought 'bugger it, if ya can't beat 'em, join 'em.

Room 4 - Lets call her L (same reason as above), used to go boozing and partying with C, but it all came to a head one night when i (and the rest of the corridor) discovered she'd been boozing again and had managed to drink 2 bottles of vodka on her own and as a result was utterly wankered, add to that that she was going through messy times with her boyfriend at the time (only saw him once for a few seconds, walking past my room, exiting the corridor, and then her sobs a few minutes later to confirm they'd had indeed broken up but again I digress) so that added a whole new dimension to drunkeness, so she spent much of the evening and night throwing up into a random, rather large bucket we found and crying and howling (not much fun for those trying to get to sleep or doing almost anything else).

Room 5 - Here dwelt S (same reason again), now S had a few issues from the start, things began when she came to my room (possibly cos I was the only other person in at the time) rather upset saying someone had microwaved all her food (and she needed to be very careful of what food she ate due to some medical condition, I never found out what), I almost immediately knew who it was, twas J from room 8 (you utter cunt J, for other reasons that will be decribed later). Anyways, I took her to see the college master as she was obviously pissed off and upset (whereas I was just pissed off and gave me a very accurate first impression of J), but anyways, long story short, despite a few issues I generally got on with her quite well.

Room 6 - There dwelt Lara, hell of a woman, if it wasn't for her I may well have dropped out of uni in freshers week. She also gave me advice on how to confess my feelings for another girl (whom I may have spoken about in other QOTWs) and was there for me when everything went wrong, otherwise I would've completely lost it (still did severely affect me though and still is), now early on I do admit to having a crush on her but that was soon blown away when I realised my feelings for this other girl.

Room 7 - Seb, was mates with J, which made him a cunt by default, once put a hole in a laundry cupboard door for no reason.

Room 8 - J, a cunt of the highest order, 3 major issues with him, his effective bullying of S, the fact that he smoked copious amounts of weed in his room which could be smelt anywhere and everywhere on the rest of the corridor unless your room was pretty much airtight, and the third being the he took to stealing other people's food and drink (which was why I took to eating and drinking stuff as soon as I bought it and didn't bother using the communal fridge).

A majority of these people moved around the start of the second term due to a ghost ant infestation (there were countless millions of them), one time I remember pretty much gassing the entire corridor with deoderant trying to get rid of them, I killed thousands but that barely scratched the surface, and I think I very nearly poisoned myself.

But all in all, quite the mix of people on 1 corridor.
(Howling_Mad Gave God the finger on:, Sun 1 Mar 2009, 13:20, 1 reply)

Ah, Canterbury and the ant problem.
The fuckers got into my underwear drawer in Parkwood, which meant I spent ten minutes shaking them all out of the window.

Which halls were you in?
( Maladicta, Sun 1 Mar 2009, 19:12, closed)